[IVAN]
“Do I look like someone who gives a damn about your excuses?” I barked into the phone, standing at the nearest balcony next to our table, trying to handle my work as quietly and effortlessly as possible.
After handing over the tasks of the day to Dimitri, I had hoped to spend some quality time with Ana and our kids. It was the first time we had been out as a family, and damn, I had been looking forward to it. But these men I do so much to tolerate can’t even handle one task without calling me twenty times.
Why do they have to run into all kinds of troubles the one day I want to spend without any disturbances? Screw it! I’m going to kill someone if they call me one more time, I swear.
“It’s not an excuse, boss. The roads are actually blocked due to heavy snowfall last night, and
